[Intro]
(Division)
Gangster, n***as won't think we workin' in the deli, Vito
(War's too nasty)
You know what's goin' on
Yeah
Sos be the name, B4L be the gang, n***a
R.I.P. Tokyo, you know what the fuck goin' on
Gang gang

[Chorus]
We do hits, we flockin' T-day, bullets flyin', it go three ways
N***as dyin', you hear doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, you think we G way
Joc be drivin' like a relay, he be wildin' like a speed race
Off that Perky, he be buggin', do one-forty on the E-way

[Verse]
I catch Stuckey, I'ma do him like he Alfred, knock him out
It's lit forever, goofy n***a diss my daughter for some clout
I'm tryna find out where he live so I can run up in his house
He finna be my first example, n***a should've watched his mouth
I'm B4L, that's OBG, shout out the L's, they be on go
Hop out that vent, you gon' hear blam, first he was here, now he a ghost
I just fucked a treeshy-treeshy, shorty got that super soak
She keep on drinkin' all the liquor, shorty love to drive the boat
She off 'Migo shakin' ass, shake it slow, shake it fast
She tryna fuck me for my money, I don't plan to drop no bag
We hit shows for the cash, shout out Danny for the swag
I go shoppin' way too much, still got Amiris with the tag
[Interlude]
Like, like, like, like
Blaow, blaow
Blaow, blaow
Yeah
Like

[Chorus]
We do hits, we flockin' T-day, bullets flyin', it go three ways
N***as dyin', you hear doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, you think we G way
Joc be drivin' like a relay, he be wildin' like a speed race
Off that Perky, he be buggin', do one-forty on the E-way

[Verse 2: Nitty Scott]
On the e-way? hahahah
Oh yeah, negrita, she on my beeper
Before [?] outside
[?] drill god, what’s up, yo, yo
We do hits, we flocking T-day
Bitch i flip that money 3 way
N***as try me, you hear dou dou dou dou dou
You’ll think it’s D-day
Get me lit like it’s my B-day
I don’t give these goes no leway
Off that henny, i be buggin
Giving toppy on the freeway
You ain’t got no body-odies
N***as clappin’, chasin’ clout
Send the thotty, word to [?]
Let the shotty air ‘em out
He tryna find out where i can stay so i can pop it in his mouth
Yeah i heard that n***a wanna show me what that head about
[?] he go stupid for the bag
I just saw my ex again, i know that goofy n***a mad
I take hoes to the bodega just to stunt and pop a tag
Drop some water on his [?] now he drippin with the splash
He be whilin’, he be geekin’ cause this pussy peurto rican
Thats that shit ‘gon have you tweakin’
Choca heavy, she be eatin’
With a baddie, yeah she banging
Let the choppa do the sanging
Rat-ta-ta-ta-ta, we ganging
Is you dumbing, baby bang it
Dou dou dou dou dou dou
It’s jiggy mami season
[Chorus]
We do hits, we flockin' T-day, bullets flyin', it go three ways
N***as dyin', you hear doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, you think we G way
Joc be drivin' like a relay, he be wildin' like a speed race
Off that Perky, he be buggin', do one-forty on the E-way